Duck Day
I think as cool as it is even the ducks would be snuggled into shelter with their feathers all fluffed up for more heat. At three this afternoon Dennis said we had 1.5 inches. It started raining sometime in the early hours. Nether Dennis nor I bounced out of bed real early. By the sound of the traffic on the cement street, we knew it was a duck day.
The furnace kicked in often enough that I did spend several hours in the sewing studio today. The heat vent is right above the sewing machine and it felt good.
We are having beef tips on noodles for supper. I have two small salads ready to go in addition. For some reason the lettuce salads have been going over here on Stauffer Avenue. Dennis likes an egg chopped on his plus shredded cheese and some onion. I favor the crumbled Feta cheese with chopped walnuts added. The salad bar is alive and well on Stauffer.